I Let My Wife Find Happiness, but Now She Wants Me Back

To give her childhood sweetheart an heir, my wife aborted our baby, who had just begun to take shape. She went to be with him despite having just undergone surgery, then demanded that I be understanding and forced me to drink a memory-loss potion. No matter how fiercely I fought back, she refused to give in. She spoke to me gently: “He has only seven days left. Why are you jealous of a dead man?” “You'll be this child's father in the future. You're getting such a good deal for free, and you're still not satisfied?” When she returned with her pregnancy test results and saw the divorce agreement I'd left for her, she broke down sobbing and begged me to forgive her.